"bessy" poems
Anak ng poocha naman o oh
Sa lahat naman ng ayaw ko...
Anigma pasubali...fliptopan ba'to
Pooja' una pa lang pinagsabihan na kita,
Pero ngayon... malamang magtanda ka na!!!
Unang banat.. wala akong ganang mag ingles
Nakakawalang galang ka! Hinde naman sa naiines
Hinde na lang talaga kasi ako makatiis
Sa pigura **** pagkakinis-kinis
Kahit tuwalya wala ka man lang tapis
Daig mo pa nakatihayang ipis
Pasalamat ka walang pambura dala kong lapis
Kundi aabutin ka sa 'kin ng walang humpay na daplis
Sa patuwad **** nakalilis
Landas ko'y nalilihis.
Pangalawa..hinde pa ito ang huli...
ayoko sanang maging arogante
Sa lubot **** mala elepante...
Ambot sa imo wag kang makampante
Sa postura **** naka bra lang at panti
Naturalmente 'pupusta pa ako ng mil bente
Magsusumbong ka...magagalit ang mga higante
mapapagbigkas ka sa iyong linguwahe
'lintek lang ang walang ganti
Hinde ako intelehente...
dati lang akong ahenteng galante.
anong gusto mo diamante o brilyante
hahaha!! nganga!,, parehas lang yun impertenente!!!
Pangatlong banat,
.... ito ang tutuo
Pinoy Ako!!!
Purong tagalog den ako...
Pero kung iinglisen mo ako..
Then go ahead..english-san na 'to...ehheemmh,,,
=Do you understand the word that coming out of my mouth
You're some kindda liberated there in the south
Don't sample me (huwag mo akong subukan)
...perhalps change me'''' (ibahin mo ako)
YOU CAN NOT EYES ME ANYMORE!!! (hindi mo na ako kayang mata-matahin)
i will "the rich zoo" you! ("diretso"-hin na kita)=
Hey What's up Pooja Sweety?
Nose bleed??? I don't care if i look scary
To you i'm not being pity'
Real talk''' ...i'm not heavy
But you won't be able to carry
This trash talk of my tongue full of messy
Even your closest bessy
In your ass..shall be freaky
Mabuti pang nag selfie ka ng wacky !!!!!
I'm sure .....you gonna be pretty!!!!
Garantisado.....Madlang b-side...tuwa pa nila so plenty
......TIME ;)
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 6:25 AM UTC
Honesty
I need to pray more fore
My father
Because I am lately praying
Less to my father
Honesty
I wished that I had more
Time for my father
So I could pray more
Honesty
I am living a bessy life
Not having time
For anything else
That I should had done
Honesty
I am one of my fathers children
Also I am the oldest
Honesty
My father have other kids
Besides me
Honesty
I been punished before
By my father because I
Broke some of my father’s rules
Honesty
My father is very restricted with his rules
Honesty
I have very little friends in my life
That supports me in my daily life
Honestly
My father
Made the night for us
To sleep
And we sleep the nights in our beds
And also we never wake during the night
We also sleep like a log
Honesty
Tomorrow will arrive early
With sunshine
Because the Summer still here
Honesty
Brothers I will die before you
Because life wasn’t meant for me
To live forever
Honesty
And when the day I die
I will be ready to go to heaven
And meet my loved ones
That are in heaven
Honesty
But now I am still living
Here on earth the life my father
Gave to me
Honesty
I am no longer a healthy men
I have my mental illness
That I am living every day with it
And I must comfess that it is hard to live
With a mental illness
Honesty
Now I am enjoying the last days of Summer
Honesty
I am so sad that the Summer is ending
So fast
And I need to say Good bye to Summer
Honesty
I must put now my Summer clothes away
And start to wear my Winter clothes
Every single day
Honesty
The Fall will arrive soon
And the trees will change the color
Of the leaves to golden brown
Also the branches of the trees will be naked
And the dead leaves will be on the ground
Honesty
People will rake the dead leafs and place it
Inside the garden bags
Honesty
How I hate to see the birds migrate
South
And I must also tell you father
That I just hate to see
The birds going south
Honesty
I have some good friends that
Always respect my wishes
Also they have lots of respect for me
They respect my race and religion
Honesty
We already changed the clocks forward one hour
That I am living every day with it
And I must comfess that it is hard to live
With a mental illness
Honesty
Now I am enjoying the last days of Summer
Honesty
I am so sad that the Summer is ending
So fast
And I need to say Good bye to Summer
Honesty
I must put now my Summer clothes away
And start to wear my Winter clothes
Every single day
Honesty
The Fall will arrive soon
And the trees will change the color
Of the leaves to golden brown
Also the branches of the trees will be naked
And the dead leaves will be on the ground
Honesty
People will rake the dead leafs and place it
Inside the garden bags
Honesty
How I hate to see the birds migrate
South
And I must also tell you father
That I just hate to see
The birds going south
Honesty
I have some good friends that
Always respect my wishes
Also they have lots of respect for me
They respect my race and religion
Honesty
We already changed the clocks forward one hour
That I am living every day with it
And I must comfess that it is hard to live
With a mental illness
Honesty
Now I am enjoying the last days of Summer
Honesty
I am so sad that the Summer is ending
So fast
And I need to say Good bye to Summer
Honesty
I must put now my Summer clothes away
And start to wear my Winter clothes
Every single day
Honesty
The Fall will arrive soon
And the trees will change the color
Of the leaves to golden brown
Also the branches of the trees will be naked
And the dead leaves will be on the ground
Honesty
People will rake the dead leafs and place it
Inside the garden bags
Honesty
How I hate to see the birds migrate
South
And I must also tell you father
That I just hate to see
The birds going south
Honesty
I have some good friends that
Always respect my wishes
Also they have lots of respect for me
They respect my race and religion
Honesty
We already changed the clocks forward one hour
Jun 11, 2024
Jun 11, 2024 at 10:08 AM UTC
You hear those saint fainted swines? Slopping around ****** in muck. For hogs seeking bogs, bespatter the pink with thick mire. Dull sluggish foul smelled trolls, basking a bridges under cove, feasting on distant mare. But old boar’s belly’s’ under grown, he has not self meat to spare. Go elsewhere wise butcher. Go elsewhere. Grieve not thy ******* of purification, instead satisfactory of sales. He has not the soul to touch rare blood of a bessy hung by hook. Sars covered hands, sars drenched the feet. Not here butcher, elsewhere lay menial meat.
Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 6:16 PM UTC
Messy Bessy
Pouty fussy
Screaming crying always *****
Ugly Bessy
Huffy Puffy
Yelling punching kicking kitty
Silly Bessy
Loudy mouthy
Mommy madly gives a slappy
Aug 3, 2010
Aug 3, 2010 at 12:57 PM UTC